Hello guys!

So, this is my first venture in the PPG fandom. Let's hope that the result won't be horrible!

This fanfiction was inspired by a poster made by Death-Driver-5000 on Deviant Art, who let me use the idea. The link should be on my profile, go and check it out!

I should warn you, though - this story contains bad language, violence and kissing (on later chapters). Also, you should be aware that I'm not the best updater – Life usually gets in the way. Oh, well. ^.^'

I really shouldn't be working on another multi–chaptered fic while I have two others in need of updating. Buuuuuuut the plot ferrets wouldn't leave me alone!

...Yes, the plot ferrets. I've substituted the bunnies. They were eating all my carrots.

This is short, as it is only the prologue. Normal chapters are much longer.

I blame any grammar/structural errors on the fact that English isn't my first language. Fortunately, thanks to fanfiction, I think I've improved greatly ;)

I ramble a lot.

Disclaimer: I'm a girl and Portuguese, but I'm pretty sure Craig isn't. If I did own the PPG, though, I would have been a two–year–old super–genius at the time. =D

I hope you like it!

Always remember the three R's: Read, Relish and Review!

'Nuff rambling. On with the fic!

Deadly Alliance

Prologue - Where Things Went Wrong

If anything can go wrong, it will –– Murphy's Law

Ah, the city of Townsville! Oh, the wonderful sight it is – miles of unfurling lands, the shining sun cutting the shape of the buildings against the clear skies! The beauty of it, despite its massive rates of monster attacks! Yes, you heard it correctly – monster attacks. Deadly monsters, manipulating villains, all intent on terrorizing and destroying Townsville.

Oh? How does the city survive them, you ask? That is a simple question with an even simpler answer: you see, this place is defended by three superpowered girls. Well, not quite girls - they're already teenagers, after all. Have you heard of them? No?

Shame on you – every person on this particular town should know their names by heart: Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup, collectively known as the Powerpuff Girls.

In fact, today is their birthday – but things are not going quite as planned.

For a day which had started wonderfully, things were quickly going downhill.

The first meal of the day, constituting of the girls' favourite breakfast dishes, was beyond delicious. Other than their favourite cereal, there was also vanilla ice cream to go with the enticing blueberry waffles, as well as double–chipped chocolate muffins, French toast accompanied by apple slices and mouth–watering bacon with eggs. The undiluted appetizing scent of freshly baked goodies roused the girls downstairs – first, the cheery Bubbles, dragging her beloved (and quite ragged) Octi behind her; then Blossom, halfway through tying her long ginger hair with her silk bow. At last came a very reluctant Buttercup, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

The Powerpuff Girls enjoyed their breakfasts thoroughly under the watchful eye of Professor Utonium, taking their time. It was a sunny day outside – the sky was of a clear blue, there were no clouds in sight, the birds were merrily chirping and a refreshing breeze was sailing through the leaves of the trees.

Being it the girls' birthday and a weekend, nonetheless, Professor and the three superpowered teenagers were planning to enjoy a lazy, pleasant day away from the city's commotions by attending a picnic outside the town. There was a birthday party planned for the next day to celebrate with their friends, but the picnic was a family–strict affair.

As Professor washed the dishes, the girls fought for bathroom digs (as they did every morning with very small number of exceptions), which Buttercup won by unceremoniously shoving her sisters down the stairs with a well–placed kick. ("Meanie!" had said Bubbles, blowing a raspberry at the closed door). Grumbling, Bubbles and Blossom went to their respective rooms to gather the necessary items to survival while out of town – which is to say their cell phones, a book (in Blossom's case), music players and sunglasses.

The fighting for the bathroom resumed when a smirking Buttercup came out of it, wet hair dripping all over the floor.

At last, they all got into the car; even though it was difficult to shove in the gigantic basket which Professor had prepared ("It is good to be prepared for everything, girls–– Wait, Bubbles, don't take that temperature–stabilizing tent off! It might snow, and then we'll get stuck out there and freeze to death! NO! Buttercup! We may need the air–view geographic layout holographic projector!").

As the perfect picture of a happy (though slightly dysfunctional) family, they drove away from the city, until they could no longer see the buildings in the distance.

They also couldn't see the nine flying figures approaching. Neither could they hear the screams of panic of the citizens as Townsville was destroyed.

"I can't believe you puked on me!"

"My book, Buttercup! My book!"

"I can't believe you're being such a fucking baby about it! It's just a book!"

"You're the one who's whining about the vomit! A book is much more important than your clothes!"

"Shut it before I fucking make you!"

"My book is ruined! Ruined! I bought it just last week, too! Why did you have to dump the orange juice on it?"

"It's not like I meant to! Plus, you're not the one covered in vomit!"

"I'm sorry! You know I have a weak stomach!"

"You ate a fucking cockroach once! You pretty much fly at the speed of light everyday! People with weak stomachs don't do that kind of stuff!"

"We don't fly at the speed of light, Bu––"

"But I hate long car rides! I get motion sickness!"

"Don't interrupt me!"

"Motion sickness my ass!"

Professor Utonium sighed, smiling tiredly to himself. Although he enjoyed his time with his little girls (who weren't so little anymore, but he refused to admit it), a full day in their company was mentally exhausting. He loved his girl – he truly did – but a day of a constantly babbling Bubbles, a psycho–analyzing Blossom and a mocking Buttercup shooting sarcastic remarks ad nauseum, he was more than ready to take a break from them, even if it was just for a few minutes. His head was already aching from all the noise they were making.

Fortunately, the return trip was almost at its end.

"Strange," he muttered. "Usually, we can already see the buildings by now..."

The discussion between the sisters halted as they processed what Professor had said. Four pairs of eyes narrowed, trying to distinguish Townsville's characteristic skyscrapers.

"It seems like there is some sort of... fog around the city," said Blossom, leaning forward in her seat. "It's rather peculiar, though. It seems to be mostly contained around Townsville. It isn't present on the suburbs."

"Yeah," agreed Buttercup. "But the wind is spreading it now. You know, it seems like smoke or something. But nothing could have happened while we were away... Right?"

Bubbles nodded hopefully. "We did seal that contract with the villains. They can't attack on our birthday!"

As they got nearer, the smoke seemed to clear the slightest bit, allowing them to discern the outlines of what was left of the town. Professor and the girls stared in horror at the scenery in front of them.

Townsville was in ruins.

As the severity of it dawned on them, the ground under the car exploded.

Yes, it is short – but it's only the prologue. My prologues are short, but the chapters are usually around 2000 – 3000 words. More, if I'm in the mood for it, considering that I have three ongoing multi–chapter fics at the moment. I'd like to know what you all think of it (whether you love it or hate it, I like to know the readers' opinions), so please leave a review! Pretty please, with Rowdyruff plushies on top? ^–^

Thank you for reading! See you next chapter! It's already written, but I want to know what the reactions to the prologue are, so I'll know whether to continue or not. If so, I'll probably update around next–– erm, week? Month? Whenever my other fics are also updated? I'm not such a good updater... Oops. –.–'

By the way, the pairings are mostly PpGxRrB, if anyone is wondering. But worry not, the future holds surprises.

And remember, the shiny REVIEW button down there is magical. It frees a unicorn every time someone clicks it. ^–^

Sayonara, everyone!

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NixenSya